Singing in the Rain III

The
Kiwis at SOPAC shouted the rest to a Waitangi Day BBQ and beer this
evening, with a gumboot tossing competion thrown in.  Men’s and Women’s
division both taken out by Tuvalu.

Most
entertaining tosser; Me, as I carefully checked the windage, and
polished the boots for maximum aerodynamic effect.  Then the rain
returned. 

Rode home in a storm, singing
in the rain.

I am afraid I have no photos of the event to share, because the POLICE WON’T GIVE ME BACK MY FECKIN CAMERA!

We
had a great thunderstorm last night, delivering 4 inches (10cm) of rain
in around three hours.  The rain this evening was almost as heavy, but
for a lesser duration, and without the celestial pyrotechnics.  Much
needed. 

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About Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
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